was to become the house chip at San Manuel Indian Bingo & Casino. But the design was so "busy" that the cameras couldn't distinguish between the fives and the fifty-centers. After 20 minutes of frustration, the Indians threw up their hands and took all the new-fangled chips off the tables. Your mission, Dick, should you choose to accept it, is to get over to the casino and grab one of these beauties before the Indians destroy them all. As always, should you or your I.M. Force be killed or captured, the Secretary will disavow all knowledge of this operation. Good luck, Dick. This message will self-destruct in the usual way.